Nacho Sauce

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DAY 24

"STEVEY-O"

"What LAY-LO "

"What? Don't call me that"

"Ha ha. It sounds like I'm saying lay low"

"Don't laugh at your own jokes, man that's lame"

"Your face is lame"

"Are we really gonna go there?"

"We're already here"

"Fine. You smell like my left toe dipped in nacho sauce"

"OHHHH"

"Oh no she didn't it. Oh yes she did!"

"So you hype yourself up?"

"....maybe"

"....."

"Who am I kidding, I do too"

"Ahhh my precious david we're like two peas in a pot"

"I'm pretty sure its pod, not pot"

"....DON'T YOU DARE CORRECT ME SON!"

"..ahem..speaking of correcting"

"Mhm, what about correcting?"

"I got asked out today-well I ....mean I asked her out- but she brought it up so technically-"

"-wait, what does this have anything to do with 'correcting' and you got asked out?"

"Well, long story short, a new cashier came in a couple of weeks ago and we've been hitting it off pretty good and she's FREAKIN hot-"

"-LONG story short, Steve. You said short"

"Sniff, sniff. What's that I smell?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I smell jealousy"

"No you don't I don't smell anything"

"Your feeling salty cuz I've found a soul mate and you haven't"

"NOOOO....ahem, no, I'll find the one...someday in the near future....YOU JUST WATCH"

"I'll be watching"

"Yeah you better be watching"

"Okay I see where this conversation is going so I'm just going to hang up now"

"Yeah, go right ahead and hang up"

"Okay here I go-"

Beep. Beep.

*scoffs*

"SON of a ...she hanged up on me"

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